It was already six in the evening.
The sky outside the school was brushed in soft hues of orange and violet, the city lights beginning to flicker awake.
Ralt sat in his parked SUV a few meters from the school gate, fingers drumming lightly on the steering wheel. He checked his watch again, then glanced at the building's entrance.
"Did Princess finish her class already?" he murmured to himself.
He stepped out of the car and approached the security guard near the gate. "Good evening, sir," he said politely. "May I ask if there are still students inside?"
The guard nodded. "Yes, sir. Some nursing students are still having their last session. They should be out soon."
"Thank you," Ralt replied, offering a small smile before heading back to his car.
He leaned against the hood, watching the flow of students coming out one by one. The night air was warm but calm, filled with the soft chatter of friends saying goodbye.
A few minutes later, he saw her.
Princess stepped out of the building, her hair slightly tousled from the long day, her eyes lighting up when she spotted him. Ralt straightened up and raised his hand in a wave.
"Hey, Princess!"
Her friend Shiela, walking beside her, noticed first. "Hey, Princess," she said, nudging her. "Look-there's a guy waving at you."
Princess turned and instantly smiled. "Oh, that's Ralt."
Her other friends exchanged looks, whispering among themselves. One of them grinned. "He's kind of mature-looking... but he looks good."
Princess rolled her eyes playfully, trying to hide her smile. "He's just a friend," she said, though even she could feel her cheeks warm a little.
As she walked toward him, Ralt smiled. "Long day?"
"Very," Princess laughed. "But seeing you waiting made it end better."
Ralt chuckled softly, scratching the back of his neck. "I was just nearby and thought... maybe we could grab a quick snack? If you're not too tired."
Princess hesitated for a heartbeat, then nodded. "Sure, I'd love that."
They drove to a small café near the school - quiet, softly lit, with the smell of brewed coffee and toasted bread in the air. They sat by the window, sharing a simple merienda: pancit, siopao, and iced tea.
Ralt listened as Princess talked about her day - her professors, her groupmates, the hospital duties she was excited about. He found himself smiling more than usual, drawn not just to her words but to the way she spoke - full of life, care, and quiet determination.
"You really love what you do," he said.
Princess nodded. "Yeah. It's hard, but when I imagine helping people... it feels worth it."
Ralt leaned back, studying her for a moment. "Your lolo was right," he said softly.
"About what?"
"That you'd make a great nurse," he replied. Then, after a short pause, he added with a smile, "And a good person to talk to."
Princess looked down, smiling shyly. "You're not so bad yourself."
They finished their snack, the conversation flowing effortlessly - light jokes, shared laughter, and the kind of silence that didn't need filling.
When he finally pulled up in front of her house, the porch light was already on.
"Thank you for today," Princess said as she unbuckled her seatbelt.
Ralt smiled. "Thank you for saying yes."
She opened the door, then turned back when she heard him add, "See you tomorrow?"
Her smile deepened. "See you tomorrow," she said softly, and nodded before stepping out.
Inside the house, her grandfather Eli was sitting in the living room, a cup of tea in hand. He looked up as she entered.
"You're home late, Princess," he said gently. "Everything alright?"
Princess nodded, unable to hide the smile tugging at her lips. "Yes, Lolo. The bus broke down this morning, and then Ralt offered me a ride to school. He picked me up after class too. We just grabbed a quick snack before heading home."
Eli's brows lifted slightly, his lips curving into a knowing grin. "Ralt, huh?"
Princess blushed. "It's not what you're thinking, Lolo. We're just friends."
Eli chuckled, sipping his tea. "Ah, yes. That's how all great stories begin - just friends."
Princess playfully shook her head, but she couldn't stop smiling as she went to her room.
And as the night settled in, two hearts - one young, one quietly learning to hope again - both drifted to sleep thinking of the same thing:
Tomorrow.
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The night was so calm, that it seems like it was waiting for something to happen.
Then a soft breeze slipped through the half-open window of Elena's room, carrying the faint hum of crickets from outside. She had just finished fixing her bed, carefully folding the blanket at the edge, when her phone suddenly rang.
She reached for it, glancing at the screen.
Eli.
A small smile crossed her face. It had been a while since they last talked this late. She answered softly, "Eli... it's almost midnight. Are you okay?"
On the other end, Eli chuckled, his voice gentle but amused.
"Don't worry, I'm fine, Elena. I just couldn't sleep. I thought I should tell you something - before morning comes."
Elena sat down on the bed, her tone curious but warm. "What is it this time? You sound like you're keeping a little secret."
Eli's laughter deepened, soft and fond. "Maybe I am. You remember your son, Ralt, and my granddaughter, Princess?"
"Of course," Elena replied. "Why? Did something happen?"
Eli sighed, but it was the kind of sigh that carried happiness rather than worry.
"Princess came home late tonight. I asked her why, and she told me Ralt drove her to school this morning when her bus broke down. Then he picked her up after class and they had a snack together before coming home."
Elena's eyes softened, her heart warming instantly. "Oh, really now?" she said, smiling to herself. "So they're seeing each other outside the hospital already."
"Yes," Eli said. "She told me they've been texting for a while now - just simple messages, but she always looks forward to them. I can tell by the way she smiles at her phone."
Elena chuckled quietly. "Well, that sounds familiar."
Eli laughed. "You mean us back in the old days?"
"Maybe," she replied teasingly. "Except we didn't have cellphones then - just stolen glances and handwritten notes during class."
For a moment, both fell silent, letting nostalgia fill the small space between their voices. Then Elena spoke again, her tone soft and thoughtful.
"You know, Eli... it seems like destiny is making its way to the both of them. Maybe even continuing something we never had the chance to finish."
Eli smiled on the other end, the warmth in her words settling deep in his chest. "You think so?"
"I do," Elena said gently. "They met in Room Sapphire for a reason. Maybe it wasn't just about us being reunited - maybe it was about giving them the chance to find what we lost."
Eli's voice grew tender. "You've always believed in fate, haven't you?"
"Not always," Elena replied. "But tonight... maybe I do."
The two old friends shared a quiet laugh, the kind that only years of knowing could create. Outside, the moonlight fell softly through Elena's window, reflecting faintly on the framed hospital discharge papers she had kept as a simple memento.
Eli's voice lowered, almost a whisper now. "I'm glad you picked up, Elena. Talking to you... it feels like that room never closed."
Elena's heart tightened - a gentle ache, not of sadness, but of gratitude. "And maybe," she said, smiling, "it never really did."
They said goodnight, their voices lingering a moment longer before the call ended.
Elena lay back against her pillow, a soft smile playing on her lips.
Somewhere across town, Eli sat by his window, looking at the same moon.
And in the quiet of the night, both felt it -
The slow, patient work of destiny weaving its threads again,
this time through the hearts of Ralt and Princess.